5 SPN drabbles. 1 gen and 4 Sam/Dean. G to PG-13
Took a break from answering comments to finish these and now it's half past midnight. *sighs* Don't know why but my brain just wouldn't play nice. Stupid brain. Anyway, here they are, 5 SPN drabbles. One gen and four Wincesty.
Gen for nashmaveric 200 words. Icon by carmendove
Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers
“’M sorry,” Sam sniffed. “I ran! I ran as fast as I could.”
“I know, Sammy.” Dean pressed his shirt to his brother’s bleeding knee. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“Dad’s gonna be really mad.”
Sammy’s voice shivered and Dean clenched his jaw. All their grocery money now probably being spent on smokes and candy? Yeah, Dad wouldn’t like that.
“We’ll figure something out.” Fast. Dad was already on his way to pick them up.
“You boys alright? Oh. Oh my, that’s a lot of blood.”
They both looked up at the elderly lady, standing by her full grocery cart, eyes wide in alarm. Then they looked back at each other, Dean winked and Sammy started wailing.
“My leg! I think it’s broken! It hurts sooo much!”
Dean eyes filled with tears as he gazed up at the woman, lower lip trembling. “The car… It just drove away!”
“Oh sweet Lord.” She looked around in panic. “You boys stay here. I’ll go get some help.”
“I can’t feel my toes!” Sammy screamed and she broke into a run.
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“Still can’t understand why you bought all those prunes,” John said.
“Indigestion,” Dean mumbled and Sam almost choked on his peas.
Sam/Dean for deirdre_c 100 words. Icon by famineghost
Cruel and Unusual Punishment
“No. No turning around.”
“Dean…” Sam begged, hands trembling where he clutched them between his knees. “Please.”
“Nuhuh. You’re the one who wanted to watch that stuff. So watch.”
“I was just…” Sam hitched his breath as the sounds of flesh on flesh sped up behind him and he tried desperately to catch his brother’s reflection in the monitor. “God, Dean. Please. I just want to touch you.”
“No,” Dean grunted and the bed started shaking from his efforts. “Not tonight.”
The girls were still licking each other’s cunts when Dean’s come hit Sam on the back of his neck.
Sam/Dean for annkiri 200 words. Icon by misty_writes
Blind Date
“How ‘bout that one?” Dean asked. “Dude, he’s gotta be gay. Just your type too.”
“Dean, for the last time, no. Stop trying to get me laid,” Sam sighed. “And what do you mean? You don’t know my type.”
“Sure I do. Short, blond…” Dean shrugged. “Obviously a geek. He’s reading. In a bar!”
Sam snorted. “First off, the hair? Fake. Second, he’s reading Playboy.”
“Hey, it’s got articles!” Dean pouted. “I’m trying to be supportive here, bro. First you tell me you’re queer…”
“Bi, Dean. I said I was bi,” Sam interrupted, lips thin.
“And then,” Dean continued undisturbed, “you tell me you’ve never even had buttsex. Pardon me for being open-minded enough to try and help you score some ass.”
Sam closed his eyes briefly in exasperation before fixing his gaze on Dean. “If I was just looking for any ass I’d have fucked Ash at the Roadhouse.”
“Ash?” Dean frowned. “Really? Huh. Though the mullet’s kinda gay.”
“Anyway,” Sam said casually. “Already have an ass in mind.”
“Yeah?” Dean leered and downed another shot, oblivious. “What ass would that b-”
“See?” Sam said later as Dean tried to catch his breath. “Not my type at all.”
Sam/Dean implied for altyronsmaker 100 words. Her own icon.
In My Dreams, I Am Damned
Sam can’t sleep. These days, he never does.
Lately he doesn’t even bother undressing, just lies staring up at the ceiling until Dean’s breathing slows down to a soft whisper. Then spends the night watching his brother’s chest rise and fall, eyes moving rapidly behind thin eyelids as his lips twitch tensely. Whatever Dean’s dreams are, he never shares. Sam hopes it’s because he doesn’t remember them. Because really, what kind of dreams can they be that cause such fear in Dean’s voice whenever he mumbles Sam’s name?
Judging by Sam’s own nightmares, he’s sure he doesn’t want to know.
Sam/Dean for angstpuppy 100 words. Her own icon.
Growing Up
Sam at seventeen is more than Dean ever expected to handle. He’s growing so fast he’s leaving Dean behind, feeling annoyed and slightly awed when he has to raise his gaze to meet little Sammy’s eyes. Sam’s confidence grows in sync with his height and Dean’s heart swells with painful pride. Won’t be long until Sam won’t need him.
Sam’s getting smarter too. Not that he ever was a fool, but with age comes slyness that Dean hadn’t counted on. That must be how Sam managed to go from geeky to hot without Dean noticing until it was too late.
"Взрослея" (Russian translation by wayward_jr)
Семнадцатилетний Сэм становится для Дина сюрпризом. Он очень быстро растет, оставляя Дина позади - раздраженного и немного восхищенного тем, что ему приходится поднимать голову, чтобы встретится взглядом с малышом Сэмми. С каждым сантиметром у Сэма растет уверенность в себе, и сердце Дина наполняется болезненной гордостью. Очень скоро он станет не нужен брату.
А еще Сэм становится умнее. Он и раньше не был дураком, но с годами неожиданно появляется изворотливость. Наверное, из-за нее Сэм умудрился незаметно для Дина превратиться из зануды в горячего парня.
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God, it's now past one in the morning. That stalker meme is growing so rapidly I'm afraid it will be maxed out in the morning so I won't be able to answer OR leave comments myself. But I'm falling asleep at the screen here and I have to be up in six hours. *headdesk*
I love you all, ok? Just... I'm sorry. I'm so tired I need to go to bed.
Gen for nashmaveric 200 words. Icon by carmendove
Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers
“’M sorry,” Sam sniffed. “I ran! I ran as fast as I could.”
“I know, Sammy.” Dean pressed his shirt to his brother’s bleeding knee. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“Dad’s gonna be really mad.”
Sammy’s voice shivered and Dean clenched his jaw. All their grocery money now probably being spent on smokes and candy? Yeah, Dad wouldn’t like that.
“We’ll figure something out.” Fast. Dad was already on his way to pick them up.
“You boys alright? Oh. Oh my, that’s a lot of blood.”
They both looked up at the elderly lady, standing by her full grocery cart, eyes wide in alarm. Then they looked back at each other, Dean winked and Sammy started wailing.
“My leg! I think it’s broken! It hurts sooo much!”
Dean eyes filled with tears as he gazed up at the woman, lower lip trembling. “The car… It just drove away!”
“Oh sweet Lord.” She looked around in panic. “You boys stay here. I’ll go get some help.”
“I can’t feel my toes!” Sammy screamed and she broke into a run.
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“Still can’t understand why you bought all those prunes,” John said.
“Indigestion,” Dean mumbled and Sam almost choked on his peas.
Sam/Dean for deirdre_c 100 words. Icon by famineghost
Cruel and Unusual Punishment
“No. No turning around.”
“Dean…” Sam begged, hands trembling where he clutched them between his knees. “Please.”
“Nuhuh. You’re the one who wanted to watch that stuff. So watch.”
“I was just…” Sam hitched his breath as the sounds of flesh on flesh sped up behind him and he tried desperately to catch his brother’s reflection in the monitor. “God, Dean. Please. I just want to touch you.”
“No,” Dean grunted and the bed started shaking from his efforts. “Not tonight.”
The girls were still licking each other’s cunts when Dean’s come hit Sam on the back of his neck.
Sam/Dean for annkiri 200 words. Icon by misty_writes
Blind Date
“How ‘bout that one?” Dean asked. “Dude, he’s gotta be gay. Just your type too.”
“Dean, for the last time, no. Stop trying to get me laid,” Sam sighed. “And what do you mean? You don’t know my type.”
“Sure I do. Short, blond…” Dean shrugged. “Obviously a geek. He’s reading. In a bar!”
Sam snorted. “First off, the hair? Fake. Second, he’s reading Playboy.”
“Hey, it’s got articles!” Dean pouted. “I’m trying to be supportive here, bro. First you tell me you’re queer…”
“Bi, Dean. I said I was bi,” Sam interrupted, lips thin.
“And then,” Dean continued undisturbed, “you tell me you’ve never even had buttsex. Pardon me for being open-minded enough to try and help you score some ass.”
Sam closed his eyes briefly in exasperation before fixing his gaze on Dean. “If I was just looking for any ass I’d have fucked Ash at the Roadhouse.”
“Ash?” Dean frowned. “Really? Huh. Though the mullet’s kinda gay.”
“Anyway,” Sam said casually. “Already have an ass in mind.”
“Yeah?” Dean leered and downed another shot, oblivious. “What ass would that b-”
“See?” Sam said later as Dean tried to catch his breath. “Not my type at all.”
Sam/Dean implied for altyronsmaker 100 words. Her own icon.
In My Dreams, I Am Damned
Sam can’t sleep. These days, he never does.
Lately he doesn’t even bother undressing, just lies staring up at the ceiling until Dean’s breathing slows down to a soft whisper. Then spends the night watching his brother’s chest rise and fall, eyes moving rapidly behind thin eyelids as his lips twitch tensely. Whatever Dean’s dreams are, he never shares. Sam hopes it’s because he doesn’t remember them. Because really, what kind of dreams can they be that cause such fear in Dean’s voice whenever he mumbles Sam’s name?
Judging by Sam’s own nightmares, he’s sure he doesn’t want to know.
Sam/Dean for angstpuppy 100 words. Her own icon.
Growing Up
Sam at seventeen is more than Dean ever expected to handle. He’s growing so fast he’s leaving Dean behind, feeling annoyed and slightly awed when he has to raise his gaze to meet little Sammy’s eyes. Sam’s confidence grows in sync with his height and Dean’s heart swells with painful pride. Won’t be long until Sam won’t need him.
Sam’s getting smarter too. Not that he ever was a fool, but with age comes slyness that Dean hadn’t counted on. That must be how Sam managed to go from geeky to hot without Dean noticing until it was too late.
"Взрослея" (Russian translation by wayward_jr)
Семнадцатилетний Сэм становится для Дина сюрпризом. Он очень быстро растет, оставляя Дина позади - раздраженного и немного восхищенного тем, что ему приходится поднимать голову, чтобы встретится взглядом с малышом Сэмми. С каждым сантиметром у Сэма растет уверенность в себе, и сердце Дина наполняется болезненной гордостью. Очень скоро он станет не нужен брату.
А еще Сэм становится умнее. Он и раньше не был дураком, но с годами неожиданно появляется изворотливость. Наверное, из-за нее Сэм умудрился незаметно для Дина превратиться из зануды в горячего парня.
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God, it's now past one in the morning. That stalker meme is growing so rapidly I'm afraid it will be maxed out in the morning so I won't be able to answer OR leave comments myself. But I'm falling asleep at the screen here and I have to be up in six hours. *headdesk*
I love you all, ok? Just... I'm sorry. I'm so tired I need to go to bed.